Mid supernal blessedness,- With the saints his name to bless. Yet till we, on high appearing, Flows Salvation's blissful tide. PHEBE A. HANAFORD. HEAVEN. BEYOND those chilling winds and gloomy skies, Beyond Death's cloudy portal, There is a land where beauty never dies, And love becomes immortal. A land whose light is never dimmed by shade, Where nothing beautiful can ever fade, HEAVEN. We may not know how sweet its balmy air, We may not hear the songs that echo there The city's shining towers we may not see For Death, the silent warder, keeps the key But sometimes, when adown the western sky Its golden gate swings inward noiselessly, And, while they stand a moment half ajar, Stream brightly through the azure vault afar, O land unknown! O land of love divine! 187 Guide thou those wandering, way-worn feet of mine Into those pastures vernal. ANONYMOUS. 188 NO SICKNESS THERE. NO SICKNESS THERE. No sickness there, No weary wasting of the frame away, No fearful shrinking from the midnight air, No dread of summer's bright and fervid ray! No hidden grief, No wild and cheerless vision of despair, No tearful eyes, no broken hearts, are there. Care has no home song: Within the realm of ceaseless prayer and The storm's black wing Is never spread athwart celestial skies: Its wailings blend not with the voice of spring, As some too tender floweret fades and dies. NO SICKNESS THERE. No night distils 189 Its chilling dews upon the tender frame : No parted friends O'er mournful recollections have to weep; No blasted flower Or withered bud celestial gardens know; No battle word Startles the sacred host with fear and dread : Let us depart If home like this await the weary soul. heart Shall bleed no more at sorrow's stern control. 190 PUT OUT THE LIGHTS. With faith our guide, White-robed and innocent, to lead the way, ANONYMOUS. PUT OUT THE LIGHTS. UT out the lights : PUT He will not need them more. Your work is done: his feet have gained Put out the lights: For him the morning gleams. The sweetest waking he has known To-day upon him beams. Put out the lights: Sleep on, and take your rest. |